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Our pink life-saver |
I didn't even remember how frustrating it can be to travel somewhere and not to understand any of the language, or not being able to speak it at all. In Shanghai it was still easy, metro stations were written in English as well and restaurant menus had awkward but almost understandable translations for the foods (
fried drunk husband being one of the dishes). But as soon as you get out of the city, everything becomes much much more difficult.
On Saturday we wanted to visit an old water town outside Shanghai, and after googling a bit we thought the way there sounded relatively easy. We asked the receptionist of our hostel to write our destination Zhouzhuang on a paper in Mandarin, and he checked from the Internet how to take the public transport there, and wrote that down as well. He said it should take us around 2 hours one-way and in the morning we were being very optimistic that we could really get there in such a short time... Well. In the end it took us
seven hours from our hostel to Zhouzhuang, which is quite a long way for a one-day trip destination. We showed our little pink Mandarin note probably to 30 people during that day, and still we had no clue where we were or where we were supposed to be.
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The bus station somewhere outside Shanghai |
I will save you from a long description about how it was possible it took us so long to get there. Anyway at one point we were at a bus station where nobody spoke English and all the signs were in Chinese. People were staring at us, pointing at us and laughing at us, and it felt weird. Especially when adults stare at you so openly it's kind of confusing. Sandra and I were sitting outside a restaurant, being extremely frustrated about the whole trip and being so lost, when a Chinese cook working in the restaurant kitchen pointed at us through the glass window. A few seconds later, a boy around 2 or 3 years old came out of the restaurant and was looking around, obviously searching for something. He looked back at this man through the window to say that "I can't see it!", when the man pointed at us again, and this little boy turned around and saw us. It's very likely that we were the first non-Chinese people he had ever seen, because his reaction was so strong; he started laughing and got very shy and shocked but at the same time excited and ran fast back to the restaurant, the cooks watching from inside and laughing at this scene. The little boy and his reaction was one of the cutest and most genuine things I've seen in such a long time. Even now when I think about the situation it makes me smile, so funny that just our looks can get a little boy so confused :)
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Finally in Zhouzhuang! |
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Actually Sandra was on a good mood. I just had a very good timing with this one. |
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A woman spreading poop. |
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You see the sun through the smog? |
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Sandra hates cats. Cats love Sandra. |
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This is China. |
Zhouzhuang was absolutely beautiful. Full of tourists, but extremely interesting to see, and once you find an empty street you can really imagine what life there was like when the town was built some 800 years ago. And even though our way there took long and was frustrating at times, all in all it was a great experience to see some of the countryside as well, and we passed huge industrial areas in grey smoggy towns. Those factories are probably the ones where all that "Made in China" stuff comes from.
In the evening there were no buses going back to Shanghai, so we had to take a taxi. And guess how long it took us this time instead of 7 hours? Only 1 hour and 20 minutes! Haha.
I love the Chinese public transport system... So fast and convenient. Not. :)